Jacey Bedford's Journal

Back up your computer. Now. Go! Do it.

Right?

Done it?

If not, why not?

Luckily something someone said a couple of weeks ago caused me to do just that because I'm generally not very good at reembering to do it. So at least (most) of my work files are pretty much backed up. Good job I did because on Friday - after being sluggish for a couple of weeks - I went to reboot my 22 month old Lenovo laptop - my main machine - and it wouldn't. Just wouldn't. Nothing I could do would persuade it to bypass the Lenovo recovery screen - and the Lenovo Recovery screen just led it in a circle back to--you guessed it--the Lenovo Recovery Screen.

So I did what any sane and sensible person does when faced with a computer problem. I yelled for Best Beloved.

BB does not claim to be a computer expert, but he's built several machines from the motherboard up, so has a lot more experience than I have when it comes to persuading misbehaving machines to toe the line, however his dire prognostication was simply: It's broken, i.e. hardware failure of some kind.

And that's when I realised that simply backing up work files isn't enough. There's a whole load of stuff on files other than in my work directories. Such as my email address book and stored emails and my passwords (heavily disguised). I have an older version of my password reminder file, but the emails and addressbook? Sadly no. I could blame Windows7 because on previous machines I've stored my email in my work directory but Win7 uses 'Libraries' and I allowed it to store my email in the default place (i.e. not in the libraries). Silly me.

So, having realised how vulnerable my whole work/work balance is with both my day jobs (the writing and the music agency) stored on one vulnerable computer with a outboard drive for backups I've been and ordered a new desktop machine. It's another Lenovo BB has one that hasn't let him down after 22 months). It runs Win7pro and it's got 16 g of memory, a 1 tb hard drive and an i7 processor - a bit of an upgrade on my laptop which has the 1 tb memory but only 8 g of memory and an i5 processor. The monster machine is available for collection on Wednesday and one we get it home, strip out all the bloatware and re-load all the essential programmes (Lotus Smart Suite, Office, Photoshop, Dreamweaver and Scrivener) we can try loading the backup files that BB managed to drag off the horribly corrupted hard drive using an Acronis boot up disk. I'll also discover whether the large number of photographs that I scanned and sorted after the last backup need to be scanned again.

At that point I'll discover whether the email address book with twenty years' worth of contacts is viable or not amd whether I can recover my password file. Thank goodness my bank passwords are in my head not on the machine.

Aaargh. We've been without internet all day. Thank you Demon. Their recorded help line merely said (at 2.00) that they'd resolved the problem with outgoing mail and were working on the problem with incoming - but the whole server was absent without leave. The whole internetz was dead. Grrr!

New Dell laptop arrived. Seems to be exactly what I ordered but since I volunteered to help out at a local folk festival this weekend I haven't had as much time to play with it as I would have liked. More soon...

OK, three phone calls later... Kali came up trumps my Dell Vostro 1500 laptop is ordered. I'm getting a 15 inch screen, a 2 gig dual core processor, 3 gigs of Ram, a 250 gig hard drive, a webcam, It will have Windows XP pro instead of Vista. It also seems to have MS Works, though I'll remove that immediately in favour of Lotus Smartsuite.

Whoo-hoo. Looking forward to it.
:-)

Jacey

Been so tied up with stuff and visiting musos that I've been out of commission on LJ for a few days. I spent yesterday in York with Tanglefoot and today I've been trying to get down to the serious business of buying a Dell laptop.

I have money.

I have a leaflet with special offers.

I have a Dell web page that doesn't quite match the prices in the leaflet

I have a phone number.

And now I have a direct line to (I guess) somewhere in India.

I have no objection to call centres being wherever they need to be, but when you are selling high-end machines to the UK market, don't you think it's sensible to have someone on the other end of your phone number who speaks clear English?

The switchboard operator was almost understandable once I'd asked her to slow down a bit. (Thereby already making me feel extremely patronising. It's a foreigner, I must speak slowly and clearly.) The salesman she put me through to, a chap called Santosh, who spoke heavily accented English that was quite difficult to understand over a phone line at speed and without clues of body language and mouth movement. He obviously found my Yorkshire accent a bit difficult to cope with, too, which is fair enough. He was also positively snippy when I kept asking him for alternative quotes and massively anxious to get me to close the deal and place the order when I was still at the weighing up alternatives stage. He also pushed the extra insurance quite heavily (at 140 quid, it's more than a 25% loading on the price). At one point he couldn't answer a question and asked if he could call me back. I explained that I was going out at 2.30. Not to worry, he'd call me straight back (it was then 1.45).  He called me back at 2.25. At 2.27 with the conversation barely begun I reminded him I'd already told him I was going out at 2.30 and he said he'd call me at 4.15. In the meantime I found out that the information he'd given me about the docking port was - if not quite incorrect - certainly misleading and there were enough USB ports on the machine that I could certainly manage without a hundred quid docking port.

So after I got back in I thought I'd start again. I called Dell and asked to speak to another assistant. No, sorry, they couldn't do that I could only speak to Santosh. But I don't want to speak to Santosh, I explained. I didn't feel I'd had very good service from Santosh and I'd like to speak to someone else. No, they couldn't do that, they could only put me through to Santosh. (Rinse and repeat a couple of times.)

Eventually: Can i speak to your supervisor?
No they could only put me through to Santosh and I could tell him that I didn't want to deal with him again.
No, you're not listening to me. I DON"T WANT TO SPEAK TO SANTOSH EVER AGAIN.

By now I was on the verge of putting my coat on and taking my six hundred quid down to PC World.

Eventually the penny dropped and they put me through to a salesman in charge of Ireland (duh!) who still spoke heavily accented English (indian not Irish) but not quite so heavily accented. Eventually he put me through to yet another sales assistant. Again a heavy accent, but understandable, and I could tell immediately he had a more colloquial grasp of the English language and he just seemed to make a connection on a more human level. Okay - now we're getting somewhere.

I explained what I wanted a quotation for and he started to build the quote. 2 gig memory - tick. Webcam- tick. Windoze XP-pro instead of Vista - tick. Price £457 ex-VAT.

How much for the same machine with 3 gig of memory?
£511
If I buy a machine costing over £499 I have the 'fifty quid off' voucher in this morning's first-time-buyer's catalogue, so that should be £461 for the machine with 3 gig of memory.
Err... he wasn't sure he could do that but he'd give me some free virus software and free delivery
I've got virus software I'm very happy with and the machine I've picked has free delivery anyway and it says on the voucher I can use it in conjunction with any other offer.
Err...
Anyhow it's a moot point when his computer system won't let him upgrade the memory to 3 gig even though the catalogue plainly says it's possible.

He's calling me back tomorrow morning. Not before eleven I say. OK, he'll call me at nine. No NOT before eleven. That's OK he starts work at eight and he can call me at nine. NO, NOT BEFORE ELEVEN. Oh sorry, he thought I meant I was going out at eleven.

<sigh>

(Oh - and I forgot to say, my second assistant is called Kali - should I be worried?)

All I want to do is spend my money, but they're making it very difficult.

I can't help feeling that they are a long way away and the sales agents don't really give a twopenny whatsit as long as they get their commission. I'd like a salesperson who wants to get me the best deal for the best machine on offer. I'd like one I'm sure understands the questions I'm asking and who can deliver an answer I can understand in return. I don't care what the accent is as long as I can understand it.

Is it too much to ask?

Should I go to PC World?